013. voice
Jun. 6th, 2009 03:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blackfoxed[ Alright so someone finally woke up for longer than five minutes, and there's a lot of shifting and muffled cursing as he, of course, grabs immediately for the nearest painkiller aka bottle of Jack Daniels out of the fortress of empty ones. Glass clinks. Swearing in Italian. ]
Colonello. You stupid sonofabitch. How could you--
[ a sharp, pained intake of breath. and then so quiet it's hardly audible: ]
...how could you.
...
Spike, I have to go. Sorry for the mess on your doorstep.
Dr. Crescent-- if I could ask for another favor.
Colonello. You stupid sonofabitch. How could you--
[ a sharp, pained intake of breath. and then so quiet it's hardly audible: ]
...how could you.
...
Spike, I have to go. Sorry for the mess on your doorstep.
Dr. Crescent-- if I could ask for another favor.
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voice
Date: 2009-06-08 01:02 am (UTC)If that were the case, I'd kill you personally.
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Date: 2009-06-08 01:06 am (UTC)voice
Date: 2009-06-08 01:12 am (UTC)voice
Date: 2009-06-08 01:47 am (UTC)None of you ever follow through.
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Date: 2009-06-08 01:56 am (UTC)voice
Date: 2009-06-08 02:58 am (UTC)voice
Date: 2009-06-08 03:13 am (UTC)